This morning God spoke to me and it’s been a long time coming. Waking from my stupor, it dawned on me that I could still realize my dreams. In this past year, I have watched God prove himself to me time and again. I’d grown accustomed to drowning in my guilt. Believing within myself that I was undeserving of answered prayers. But then I realized that Guilt is not of God. Perhaps instead of letting the Devil convince me I couldn’t change, I should instead be giving God praise for his everlasting mercy and grace. And as reticent as I’ve been, I’ve found more opportunities to utter the Lord’s praises from these lips.
For I know the thoughts that I think toward you, saith the Lord. Thoughts of peace and not of evil, to give you an expected end.
I’ve often marveled at how God could so easily forgive us our sins at times when it seems we are so steeped in evil. My place is not to question the how’s or the why’s. It is simply to believe it when he says your sins have been forgiven.